Sawn Off: A Tale of a Family Tree

"Then you've done your duty, and there's an end of it. I won't have it, and I won't have the fellow staring over into my park. Coming and sticking himself there! Won't sell the place again, won't he? Never another inch of timber or head of beasts does that auctioneer sell for me." The Honourable Denis Rolleston was about to speak, but a meaning look from handsome, dignified Lady Pinemount silenced him, and the angry head of the family rose from his half finished lunch and paced the room. "Taken a fancy to the place, has he? I'll make him take a fancy to go. The sooner he's out of Lescombe the better. Like to buy the manor, perhaps? But I'll make it too hot for him. And you, Denis, understand me at once. I can't interfere about the title; but look here, sir, you marry as I wish you to,keep up the dignity of our family tree. You are the head, sir, but if you don't do as I tell you, sir, not a penny do you have to support the title, for I'll disinherit you. Yes, sir, you think you're a devilish fine branch, no doubt, but damme, I'll saw you off!" As his lordship spoke, he bounced out of the dining-room, banged the door, and directly after mother and son saw him going straight across the fields to inspect the hoarding he had ordered to be put up. "I am very sorry, Denis, my dear," said Lady Pinemount. "Can't be helped, mother dear," said the young man, passing his arm round her and walking up towards the window, where they stood watching his lordship's diminishing figure. "I want to be a good son, and I never kick against the dad's eccentricities, except when they are too bad. That is such a petty, ungentlemanly trickan insult to as fine a fellow as ever breathed, and" "You do love Veronica, my boy?" said Lady Pinemount, gazing wistfully at her son. "Love her?" said the young man, with his frank, handsome English face lighting. "Mother dear, could I pick out a sweeter wife?" Lady Pinemount sighed, and kissed her son.

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